I see the young boys, they're standing so proud In their brand new uniform I hear their tough voices, no doubt allowed For god and country they storm And then they're marching in that war, into death They catch the bullet with their heads All that is left now Is only names carved in stone Forgotten heroes underground Not much is left now Some rusty nails, some rotten bones The dead heroe's names carved in stone The politician lives in a white house The boys have tents in the mud He's getting richer with weapons and oil While the young men give their blood And the deceivers will salute at the graves Of those betrayed 'bout their own lives All that is left now Is only names carved in stone Forgotten heroes underground Not much is left now Some rusty nails, some rotten bones The dead heroe's names carved in stone You won't survive! No one survived!
I see the young boys, they're standing so proud In their brand new uniform I hear their tough voices, no doubt allowed For god and country they storm And then they're marching in that war, into death They catch the bullet with their heads All that is left now Is only names carved in stone Forgotten heroes underground Not much is left now Some rusty nails, some rotten bones The dead heroe's names carved in stone The politician lives in a white house The boys have tents in the mud He's getting richer with weapons and oil While the young men give their blood And the deceivers will salute at the graves Of those betrayed 'bout their own lives All that is left now Is only names carved in stone Forgotten heroes underground Not much is left now Some rusty nails, some rotten bones The dead heroe's names carved in stone You won't survive! No one survived!
